Angel K Will

As the fog settles,
I hunker in the Rock and find my refuge.

When the fog lifts,
I stand on the Rock and find my strength.

For under the shining sun, I see new heights;
greater understanding has been revealed.

Will I have feet that float like a feather
or am I wearing concrete boots?

The latter keeps me in the refuge of safety,
but I seek the mountaintop view.

Up is the only Way.

-akw-

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